Mulan
Shang knocked her training sword to the ground and the men around them chuckled. It was the laugh you expected; giving Shang the approval he expected from people equally terrified that he would humiliate them next.
Mulan took a deep breath and stood tall. She had been washed, dressed and painted like a toy doll by women twice her age. She had been paraded and assessed like an object, her value in appearance and obedience. She knew real humiliation and was glad to be judged for her developing skills.
Channelling her anger Mulan looked Shang in the eye and bowed.